Chessboards and Friends

(It’s all in the fluidity of milky translucent truth.)

Nothing is as it seems.
A light envelopes yet travels in beams!

Sounds drown out and so they travel in waves,
Bishops take pawns yet pawns they take knaves,

The queen rules the board the king just an aid,
But left with a king the conquest is made.

So pawns they are murdered just on a whim
But Without any army the winning is slim

So count friends you have and always make more,
Because someday the enemy will knock on the door,

It might pull you out by the hem of your shirt
To cause you much pain and cause you much hurt

But friends who are friends will never retreat,
But stand by your side and lift you to your feet,

So to all my friends, (you know who you are)
I thank you and greet you and send love from afar

Now not far in distance and not far in thought,
But far from our past and far from fights fought.

For you are my armies, a bridge made of friends
In this life, The next and until it all ends…